Elijah let out a sigh, the last time he saw Katherine she was in love with him, but now, all his new manipulative self wanted, loved and needed was Stefan. It was horrible, he was in love with her, well, maybe not in love, it was too big a word for his feelings for Katherine. You, for your part, had your own problems.

Elijah didn't know how he had ended up in your living room, with your little white dog on his lap, probably getting hair all over his expensive suit... and drinking a cheap beer too vulgar for his own taste, but it turns out you didn't have anytging else in the fridge, being miserable with you, Elijah considered you to be a decent, if somewhat strange, person. "This love thing is horrible." Elijah complained. "Stefan doesn't even look at her."